It
was a full moon. The night smelled of dew and of tuberoses. He climbed through
the vines outside her window; agile, swift. He stepped foot into the room
effortlessly. Not a sound could be heard, not even his breath. The moonlight
accentuated his curly hair, his deep set eyes, his pointed nose, his muscular
body, his horns, and his tail. He saw his love underneath the covers. He was
shining, almost glittering; the shadows could not reach him. You could almost
touch the magic and romance dripping in the air. He knelt beside her bed. He
held his breath in anticipation, and then delicately removed the covers on his
beloved. And there she was, in all her naked glory, sleeping peacefully before
his eyes. And for this faun, there would never be a more enchanting moment such
as this. And I thought, nor for me. Numerous wonderful paintings have been made
in the history of man, but Picasso’s Faun Uncovering a Woman unfolds a tale
that never fails to speak to the heart.
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